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Had to do the tourist thing.  There was a guy singing gospel songs outside.  Good fun!

Beignet's: Fried dough with powdered sugar (I only ate 2 of 'em; maybe a little of the 3rd)

Here's a poem about the unexpected engine troubles that came up in Montgomery, AL.  Car is now running A-OK, by the way.

The Life Unknown

The best-laid plans

Of mice and men

Are torn apart

Time and again.

But we must take

Each passing change

An act of fate

We must arrange.

To take the bad

And make it good

And relish life

As if you could.

For life gives not

A future known

But one that's all

A sight unshown.

It's up to us

To make the best

Of what life gives

And take the rest.

So if your car

Starts to sputter

And in a fit

You start to utter.

"Oh Holy Cow

What do I do?

It looks as though

My car is through!"

But don't despair

For life is kind

And finds silver

In every line.

The life unknown

Is life at last

The flame in us

That burns so fast.

So take each step

That life imparts

Embrace the mystery

Into our hearts.

And raise a glass

To what life brings

And try to smile

In spite of things.

That's what we learn

From life, you know

To make the best

Of what we sow.

For after all

The troubles seen

I'm still right where

I should've been.

by T. L. Cox

Cajun-grilled catfish stuffed with crabmeat, paired with shrimp
and angel-hair pasta in a creamy creole sauce.  Yummy!!

I met a former co-worker at New Orleans Food & Spirits on the shore of Lake Pontchartrain.  Forrest used to work with me in Virginia.  He is a true Loozzianna boy, raising his family in his home state and loving every minute of it.  The restaurant was just a casual barn-shack building, with a standard bar and dining table inside.  The food was so fresh and tasty.  The catfish was blackened but not overwhelmingly so.  I wish I had a better camera!  I will work on that.